Ghetto Hymn

some nights i wonder
will i see another day
lookin out my window
wishing i could
maybe make things change
even if i did
i dont know if they'd be better then
once in my life
wish that i'd be given a chance to win

shake somethin

hook
shake somethin,
shake somethin
shake somethin
shake somethin,
shake somethin
shake somethin
shake somethin,
shake somethin
shake somethin
shake somethin,
put your money where ya mouth is x2

are u feelin lucky
tonight might be your night
put ya money down
gon head pick up & roll the dice
dont be scared
hesitate u pay the price
im rollin seven's on the come out
winning on the first try
paperchasa yeah thats what its made for
only reason u get money is
so that i can have more
pick ya face up off the floor
dont be droolin on my paper
u & ya niggas gots to go
tell ya wifey see ya later
that aint ya girl
tonight she everybody's friend
i put a hundred in her garter belt
& let the fun begin
how bout another round of hen
mix it up or straight shots
its bout to go down
shorty shake it dont stop

hook

killa

first one on the track
so u know gotta get it crunk
put em up throw em up
gon head blaze the skunk
give me a pound of that ghetty
im ready to get it crackalatin
niggas need to quit all that hatin
& start congratulatin
all up on the dance floor throwin bows
drunk & excited
gon off this potion with the notion
to start a fuckin riot
shh be quiet in the club its bout to go down
my niggas totin explosives
enough to bring it to the ground
we got it locked
from the north to the south
to the east to the west
puttin these cakin ass niggas to test
puttin these fakin ass niggas to rest
u's a rookie im a vet
ptowns finest at his best
DNB & HTB
nigga u aint seen nothin yet

~Hook~
its hard being a nigga
in a world full of killas
happy to live one pussy nigga less
hold up nigga i aint done yet
u already know whats comin next
here's a clue, about what it do
when its through there's nothin left
gon head nigga take a guess
hope u loaded up ya tech
*one in ya arm tahe four to the chest
nigga should've worn ya vest


i think its about time
nigga that i flex my muscle
gotta bunch of suckas hatin always
tryin to start some trouble
betta tell em
i'm the wrong nigga to fuck with
buck with, niggas run up & they get
stuck quick, hush shhh
nigga quit all that yappin
keep on lip flappin u gon have to make me start cappin
when my heater start clappin, it wont be applause
blood leakin from ya sneakers
like Niagra falls
im havin suicidal thoughts
i might just kill us all
naw fuck that, i got too much to live for
only the good die young
so i know im dying old
my ghetto novels laid in front of u
watch as it unfolds

Knock Knock

dem niggas buckin on the dance floor
gettin crunk, throwin bows
shorties wildin pullin hair
but ya'll dont hear me though
got em nukkin in the club
listenin to my shit
D N B's my click
nigga who u represent
u see im rollin with my niggas
& my niggas be so deep
gotta buncha real niggas
trill niggas just like me
i do this for my thugs
& my hustlas from the P
shorties shakin on stage
pussy poppin it for free
Juelz so fresh
yeah p-i-m-p
& my nigga Atrain
reppin D-N-B
when u see me in the club
they wanna be like me
cause i do it real big
real hard like a G

knock knock
then u hear the glock cock
niggas better drop drop
before u hear the pop pop nigga
stop stop
didnt u hear that glock cock
too late better drop drop
before we blow ya blow ya block off nigga


u hear that pop pop
i aint talkin bout from a kettle
trill like trillville
u cant get up on my level
the way my brigettes bezzel
iced out like the winter
seperatin these real niggas
from fake ass pretenders
remember, the name Juelz
cause im destined for greatness
gottem, screamin my name
lame suckas gon hate this
frontin,i bet a pussy nigga wont even say shit
hitcha, harder than tarver did
roy jones down in memphis
relentless, when u niggas gonna learn
like llyod banks on fire
now u niggas gettin burned
worked hard to get here
ever moments been earned
u suckas had ya chance
but nigga now its my turn
up in the game, switch hittin
like beltrain
fast or slow motion
rip a nigga the same way
hitta nigga leanin him back like fat J
O-E, nigga dont think that u know me
u may see me in the street
but that dont make u my homie
real niggas have real beefs
& yours nigga is phony
balogney u want it with me
then be ready to show me
my glocks ready
just loaded the last shell
& i hope u dont choke
like that Simpson chick on SNL
or get choked like that coach
once did by sprewell
oh well, u think im playin but im not
im atcha door *knock knock*
when u hear that glock cock yeah
pussy niggas u better drop
trigger finger gettin ancy
bout to make the show stop
my niggas with them burnas
straight makin ya block hot
call my heater jkwon
the way it make ya hood hop
nigga

Beef

they call me juelz aint nobody illa
when i roll wit my niggas
there aint nobody realla
im flippin cd's like birds
call me the dealla
assasinatin these hatas
they callin me a killa
hitta nigga like ali
did down in manilla
got more action than jackson
but this one here's a thrilla

lil nigga dont fuck wit me
if u aint legit
cause my niggas got hollow
tips that'll make u flip
just cause u gotta deal
that dont make u shit
u a young buck in the game
only worth 50 cent
your rhymes are played out
and ya game is too weak
the coldest shit u ever did
nigga u got it from me
pussy nigga u a trick
suckin dick for cash
been ran through more times
nigga than jlo's ass
i laugh, everytime i hear ya talkin trash
nigga this aint halloween
need to take off that mask
u tried to steal my rhymes
u know that shit aint cool
ugly nigga u look just like
dj paul's nephew
& cousin skeeter too
or maybe thats u
u both about the same height
standin 4 foot 2
i aint through
this whippins only begun ya
lookin kindof mad
but im only havin fun ya
need to chill, listen & pay attention
stop all that hatin, contemplatin
& quit all that bitchin
i'm a tell it like it is
im a keep it real witcha
if u keep yappin at the mouth
im a let the steel hitcha
paint a picture, picture perfect
i paint a perfect picture
for u to realize
that this is real talk nigga
aint nobody fuckin witcha
ya niggas all left
and ya shorty said forget ya
need to to change ya style up
first write your own lyrics
cause ya shit so lame
ya own momma wouldnt feel it
bow down to the king
Juelz im the realest
spend so much time
drillin ya mouth
they callin me a dentist

Man Up

yeah yeah
still comin from the bottom
tryin to make it to the top
nothin in life is easy
gotta give it all i got
everything was taken from me
had to make it on my own
young nigga in the game
told em treat me like im grown
hustled by the hour
tryin to make sure i could eat
there where even nights
didnt know where i would sleep
sold everything i could
even if it wasnt mine
from tennis shoes to t.v.'s
nigga nightly on the grind
most of my niggas pushin
on the corner sellin crack
niggas all up in these streets
tryin to make that do stack
i done been through hell n back
seen everything in between
but my eyes are on the prize
im still followin my dreams
still tryin to make this cream
my lyrics are my escape &
the only way that i can succeed
u niggas u feelin me
lookin for a better way
nothin left but better days
til then i light one up
get a buzz smokin this hay
better yet some alize
pour that liquor in my cup
stand up when u see me
pussy niggas man up

man up, man up
man up, man up
pussy niggas
man up, man up
man up, man up
pussy niggas


now im supposed to be the good one
dont mistake me for a bitch
dont step up to me wrong
cause i aint takin no shit
niggas always gonna hate
like they know just how i feel
take a good look in my eyes
& u can see this pain is real
no i aint gotta gold grill
no platinum around my neck
but i'll still grab a mic
and rip it til theres nothin left
keep bringin it hot to death
this real talk that im spittin
too many niggas frontin
& lieing & bullshittin
this is my life my pain
better yet my testimony
im callin out these fake ass
pussy niggas livin foney
just listen for a minute
best believe that u gon feel it
u see them niggas in the street
pt know that im the realest
words that im spittin
they hittin each & every nerve
gottem shakin in the club
gottem leanin on the curb
thats my word & its my bond
my nigga each & ever breath
keep it gutta witcha niggas
cause im so so fresh
u can bump in this in ya speakers
til ya so so def
u know the hood gon feel it
cause we got street rep
yeah, i aint playin witchu suckas
quit hatin muthafucka
man up muthafuckas
this aint a game muthafucka
still the same muthafucka
bringin pain muthafuckas





This is my story this is my life this is my pain my struggle, my strife we hustle all day & we grindin all night to my niggas do it big & make sure ya do it right

U Don't Want It With Me

chorus:
U dont want it with me nigga
keep my name up out ya mouth
u can take this as a threat
yeah im callin ya ass out
when u see me in the club
best believe its goin down
im bout to act a fool
on this pussy nigga im bout to clown x2

verse 1:
stay posted on the block
in my jeans & white tee
new era fitted hat
on my feet its nike
always lookin for that chedda
on the grind nightly
with a click of real niggas
trill niggas like me
ptown's finest
yeah they callin me the king
pussy niggas bow down
u way out of ya league
wanna stunt like me boy
it aint easy as u think
niggas caught up in the glare
they get blinded by the bling
u got caught up in the hustle
gettin played by the chedda
tried to quit the game
but the game wouldnt letcha
u fucked with DNB
nigga should've known betta
tried to get ya niggas
but them niggas wouldnt sweat ya
now u in it too deep
u cant keep ya head up
ya lil' momma left ya
& ya folks is fed up
u came wit ya best
but it wasnt enough
nigga this is what happens
when ya try to test us

chorus

verse 2:
i've been drinkin on that red bull
mixed with henessey & vodka
i'm fucked up & on the edge
fuck wit me & it'll cost ya
pussy nigga talkin shit
nigga we break em off propa
i got tha choppa tucked tight
& im ready to pop ya
i got that ak-right for a nigga
cocked & ready to drop ya
u dont want it with me nigga
ya boys done tried to stop ya
u done crossed the line nigga
forgot the streets was watchin
no need to lie about it nigga
we done already caught ya
u & ya niggas think of runnin
we got em blockin the exits
u niggas betta came prepared
brought ya techs & ya vest in
smith & wesson locked 'n loaded
and im ready to test it
pussy nigga think of movin
and im cavin his chest in
i can see it ya eyes
ya life's truly been wasted
probably full of more drama nigga
then young & the restless
when u see me in the streets
betta have ya protection
cause i know where ya eat
& where u sleep when u restin

chorus